(Verse 1 – G-Eazy)
Guala, guala, guala guala
I’m living like it’s no tomorrow
Don’t loan my style, won’t let you borrow
You thirsty, have a glass of water
I’m killing these beats, there’ll be more dead
I put my d**k on her forehead
Less conversation and more head
Emergency, this is a code red
Guala, guala, guala guala
She said her name but I forgot it
I seen it, liked it, so I copped it
If you ain’t talking money, change the topic
After party in the hills
She want Vodka and pills
She so numb she don’t feel
Always stay active, we stay in the field
Man, goddamn, it’s too real
Crazy, Amityville

(Verse 3 – G-Eazy)
Me and Carnage, we don’t lose
I don’t chase, I go choose
I drink water, I drink booze
Fresh clothes, new shoes
Aw this s**t is A-O-B
Get money out a bi**h is my J-O-B
I just smoke, drink, stay low-key
Goddamn these bi**hes stay on G
I’m baffled the f**k boy that hate on me
I give the game that they don’t see
If they know me, they don’t pay no fee
I’m the weather channel man at KOD
It’s lit like a matchbook
If she look, well then that’s took
And if I take her out in front of you
She coming, she don’t come with you
Mmm, that’s a bad look

(Interlude)
Ayy look, I don’t care what anybody tells you about money
I hear all these guys saying, man, money don’t matter
If you follow the money, if you just work for money
Oh my god, you’re going to fail
Let me tell you something
Go get that money
Go chase that money
Hahaha